When Nintendo disclosed the controller that no one had expected, few could argue that they weren’t at least intrigued by it. I’d embraced the concept immediately, pumped with the futuristic glimpse I’d experienced first watching Tom Cruise wave his arms around in Minority Report. Despite knowing that I was going to be a one-console household this generation, I took a gamble and pre-ordered - my duty to reward the freshness of concept, despite the risks the controller’s unorthodox approach brought with it.

Yet something’s happened between that big reveal and launch day. Whilst that pre-order still can’t come quickly enough, my own motion sensors have started detecting alarm bells going off all over the place with every lethargic preview, every mild-mannered screenshot. A sinking feeling that my faith may have been misplaced, no matter how wide the smiles of Wii Experience actors try to convince otherwise. This turmoil is best described by example - the Super Mario Galaxy Paradox – a title that whilst looking every bit as brilliant as it should, still manages to evoke an emptiness of cosmic proportions. I should explain.